Love Among the Ruins
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- Where the quiet-coloured end of evening smiles
- Miles and miles
- On the solitary pastures where our sheep
- Half-asleep
- Tinkle homeward thro’ the twilight, stray or stop
- As they crop—
- Was the site once of a city great and gay,
- (So they say)
- Of our country's very capital, its prince
- Ages since
- Held his court in, gathered councils, wielding far
- Peace or war.
- Now—the country does not even boast a tree,
- As you see,
- To distinguish slopes of verdure, certain rills
- From the hills
- Intersect and give a name to, (else they run
- Into one)
- Where the domed and daring palace shot its spires
- Up like fires
- O'er the hundred-gated circuit of a wall
- Bounding all,
- Made of marble, men might march on nor be prest,
- Twelve abreast.
- And such plenty and perfection, see, of grass
- Never was!
- Such a carpet as, this summer-time, o'erspreads
- And embeds
- Every vestige of the city, guessed alone,
- Stock or stone—
- Where a multitude of men breathed joy and woe
- Long ago;
- Lust of glory pricked their hearts up, dread of shame
- Struck them tame;
- And that glory and that shame alike, the gold
- Bought and sold.
- Now,—the single little turret that remains
- On the plains,
- By the caper overrooted, by the gourd
- Overscored,
- While the patching houseleek's head of blossom winks
- Through the chinks—
- Marks the basement whence a tower in ancient time
- Sprang sublime,
- And a burning ring all round, the chariots traced
- As they raced,
- And the monarch and his minions and his dames
- Viewed the games.
- And I know, while thus the quiet-coloured eve
- Smiles to leave
- To their folding, all our many-tinkling fleece
- In such peace,
- And the slopes and rills in undistinguished grey
- Melt away—
- That a girl with eager eyes and yellow hair
- Waits me there
- In the turret, whence the charioteers caught soul
- For the goal,
- When the king looked, where she looks now, breathless, dumb
- Till I come.
- But he looked upon the city, every side,
- Far and wide,
- All the mountains topped with temples, all the glades'
- Colonnades,
- All the causeys, bridges, aqueducts,—and then,
- All the men!
- When I do come, she will speak not, she will stand,
- Either hand
- On my shoulder, give her eyes the first embrace
- Of my face,
- Ere we rush, ere we extinguish sight and speech
- Each on each.
- In one year they sent a million fighters forth
- South and north,
- And they built their gods a brazen pillar high
- As the sky,
- Yet reserved a thousand chariots in full force—
- Gold, of course.
- Oh, heart! oh, blood that freezes, blood that burns!
- Earth's returns
- For whole centuries of folly, noise and sin!
- Shut them in,
- With their triumphs and their glories and the rest.
- Love is best!
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